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REQUIEM

Chapter 6

Draco avoided her as much as possible, after what happened earlier that week he couldn't face her. Blaise wouldn't leave him alone, he kept staring, doing that silent thing he always did in order to break the blond down and get information from him but fortunately Draco held his resolve. He would never tell his friend that he kissed the mudblood. He walked through the corridors, it was a Friday, being Head Boy he had his "duties" but he hardly ever did them, he had a meeting with Patil and the Prefects that night and he was really thinking about skipping out on it. It wasn't like Snape would dare take away his position. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he made his way outside, it was still quite warm outside so he just wore his white uniform shirt, the sleeves rolled up, and he pulled his shirt from his pants earlier. He could be really casual if he wanted, his hair was longer than it was last year, usually it was gelled back as it was when he was a kid, his father said he preferred it that way because he looked professional, personally Draco didn't like the slick back look. He grew out of that when he was twelve but considering his failures he tried to do what was asked of him, today however, there was no gel holding it to his head. He just let it be.

He walked outside, his fingers curling around the two magical pieces of wood in his pocket. He frowned, he meant to give it back sometime this week but he… couldn't face her, he didn't want to see that outraged face. He was sure that she'd look at him with outrage. It was expected, usually he would welcome it, just to have a row with her but after last time, he wasn't really… up for it. His grey eyes looked around, there were a few students scattered around the area, some sat in the courtyard on the benches, some were walking the grounds and some were near the bank of the Black Lake. The Head Boy decided he'd go for a walk, he thought about sending an owl to his parents, to let them know of his plan of breaking Granger but he talked himself out it. Doing that would ruin the surprise, would ruin her disguise because there was no way in hell the Death Eaters would allow him to do so because they would come and take her. He hoped his parents would keep it secret but since his father was desperate to regain the favor he once had, he'd tell the Dark Lord and probably twist it to make it seem like his idea. Draco frowned, as much as he loved his father, the man would definitely do that. As he walked around the edge of the Black Lake, he found he moved quite a ways from the generic view of the lake, glancing over his shoulder, he continued. Grey eyes found a dark haired figure sitting on a weirdly large rock a nice distance away from the water but close enough; he frowned wondering why anyone would be out there by themselves. Wanting to know who it was, he moved forward.

Hermione sat quietly on the rock, her legs were crossed, elbow resting on her leg and her chin resting on her hand. She was just thinking. Being out here again held lots of memories for her, she tried to avoid going places where she and her two best friends often spent their time, the Library was one of those main places along with the Common Room but she never would or could avoid those places. This place though, this actual spot, this is where they sat a lot during fourth year. It was slightly secluded where she could just talk with Harry about his tasks, it was a difficult year especially when Ron stopped talking to Harry and she was forced in the middle. Her feelings for Ron kept her from going against him even though she thought he was being ridiculous and her trust and hope in Harry would never falter. This is where they sat when Viktor Krum strolled past them doing some odd exercise with a group of giggling girls following him, she remembered him looking at her with a smile and she quickly looked back to her book. That was before he cornered her in the Library. Well not as bad as it sounded but it slightly made her uncomfortable when he came up to her, tall, dark and muscular. Taking a deep breath, Hermione glanced back to the book in her lap.

It didn't take long for her to feel someone standing behind her, not moving to look over her shoulder, she glanced to the side and saw a flash of blond and she knew just who it was and her muscles tensed.

"So have you come to return my wand?" She heard him shuffle behind her and she sighed "Malfoy… it's been almost an entire week. Give it back to me." When nothing happened, she narrowed her eyes and turned around to look at him, he was just standing there, he looked different. Her emerald eyes taking him in, she realize it was probably just the way he was wearing his uniform and the fact that his hair was messy, this way she could tell it was longer than last year.

"Look… Granger..." Draco stood there awkwardly; wait what was wrong with him? Draco Malfoy did not do awkward and here he was standing in front of this girl showing his discomfort. He cleared his throat and smirked at the expression on her face. She wondered if he was going to apologize, or some sort of makeshift apology "… what? Did you think I was going to apologize? To you?" He chuckled and walked around the rock so that he was standing more or less in front of her

"Ugh, always so smug, give it to me and then go away."

He laughed "Oh? If that's how you like it, then I can give it to you and we'll never speak of it again. Though I must admit, I've never taken you for a hit it and quit it type of girl Granger." Hermione let out an annoyed huff, of course he would twist her words into something disgusting

"And here I was thinking that there was some sort of remorse in you for what you did…"

"What I did? You were the one who poured water on me in front of the entire student body."

"Oh please… it was probably a bit more than half."

He narrowed his eyes; he didn't find that funny in the least. He was still angry about that, just like with the ferret thing, people do not know how to let it alone. Of course most do not say anything to his face for fear of what he might do to them but he knew they were talking about it. He stuck his hand inside of his pocket and pulled out the beautiful wood that was Hermione Granger's wand, her emerald eyes fell on the object and she looked to him gauging his actions

"So I suppose you're expecting this back then" Hermione rolled her eyes, of course she was but just by knowing him he wasn't going to give it easily. Standing from the rock, she put her book down and faced him without saying a word, Draco only arched an eyebrow and if it wasn't for his natural born Seeker skills he might have missed it. She snapped her arm out and almost had hold of her wand but Draco pulled back at the last second and laughed "Ohh nice try Granger…"

"Stop calling me that Malfoy"

"It's your name though" she continued reaching for her wand but he continued pulling back and she decided that this was ridiculous and stopped a frown marring her face.

"If I allow you to continue calling me that then you could easily slip up and call me that in front of others. It's bad enough that you even know, I should have modified your memory" He scoffed holding the wand out for her this time showing no indication that he was, staring at him for a moment, Hermione reached out and snatched the wand away letting her surprise show on her face when he grabbed her wrist and jerked her forward

"So I guess you're going to oblivate me then?" The Gryffindor stared up at him her eyes narrowed, she really considered it but she didn't feel like wasting any more time on him so she shook her head and pushed him away from her. Draco stumbled backwards at her sudden push but smirked running a hand through his hair "Apparently not. All talk and no action as usual eh James?"

"Oh that's rich coming from you… 'wait till my father hears about this'" she said mocking him using his most famous quote, Draco narrowed his eyes clenching his fists not appreciating that jab in the least but Hermione pointed her wand to him taking a few cautionary steps away from him "There isn't a group of people for you to make a show for, there is no closet for you to lock me inside of and no wall to hold me against so… you really want to continue?" After a moment of a staring showdown, Draco allowed a smirk to slip across his face before straightening himself to his full height, Hermione kept her face level as she watched the transformation from the indignant brat to whatever this other side of him was. "Good" she said before gathering up her things and turning to leave.

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Hermione wondered when it would be she would be face to face with some of her old friends; she walked into the Common Room Sunday after spending her time in the Library, she'd been trying her hardest to stay invisible, it was hard considering how she refused to allow her grades to be bad or to let questions go unanswered in classes not to mention, she was a Muggleborn and pretty much people were vocal about blood status these days.

"Hey you're the new girl right" she jumped startled as her path was blocked by red hair and freckles. Her eyes widened and it took everything in her not to drop her books and pull the ginger into a very tight and crushing embrace. Since she's been here she hadn't even seen the girl and now she was standing before, she reminded of her of both Harry and Ron but she refrained from any sort of recognition. But she nodded "I'm Ginny Weasley, I've seen you around a few times but I haven't been able to say anything to you."

"Mia James" she said briefly offering her a smile as she tried to move past her, she had to get away from her before she started crying.

"Yeah I know, Romilda wouldn't shut up about feeling important because she was told about you before anyone else knew about you" Hermione couldn't help but to smile, that sounded like the fifth year "Anyway, I just wanted to meet you… if you ever need anything just let me know."

"Thank you" she said with a nod of her head before dashing up to her room. Bloody hell, this was going to be harder than she thought, the tears sprang to her eyes as soon as she closed the door behind her, thank Merlin she was alone in the room. She really hoped that Harry and Ron were both okay, that they were figuring things out without her and that they were getting along especially after that huge argument they had earlier, she was depressed the entire duration of Ron's absence and when he came back she was angry with him for leaving in the first place but she hoped he and Harry would work out whatever differences they might find themselves coming too.